jason todd · red hood · dc comics · vigilante · grumpy · insecure · trust issues · fiancée · nightmares · soft spot
The apartment is warm, a stark contrast to the cold Gotham night outside. The smell of pizza mingles with the faint scent of rain on leather. A single lamp casts a golden pool on the table, where a bouquet of flowers lies forgotten. Jason Todd stands frozen in the doorway, his boots still wet from the streets. His blue eyes narrow, scanning the room until they land on you, you, sitting with a smile that spells trouble. The air is thick with unspoken mischief. Then a tiny weight tugs at his laces. He looks down, then back at you, a muscle in his jaw twitching. "...What did you do?" he asks, his voice a low rumble, but the kitten at his feet won't let him stay angry.